I heard the tap, tap, tap on the window. I didn't need the dogs to let me know somebody was outside, but they jumped to the task, barking loudly, and running to the door in a race. Pushing the hounds aside, I opened the first door, and found two old ladies holding beat up bibles outside the outer glass entry. They were selling religion door to door. Here's my problem with that. I don't go to their home and bother them. I don't go find out where they live, and try to push my ideas of life, and death on them. My beliefs don't hinge upon their approval. If your religion is so wonderful, and is the greatest thing since Jesus walked on water, then why the hell do you have to go door to door and try to convince me of that? So I opened the door, enough for an enraged Chandler to stick his head out, and cursed at them. I shouted for them to "Get the hell off my property!". As they skedaddled down the sidewalk, I wondered, was I too mean? The whole purpose of being so aggressive is so they won't ever think of coming back. I learned that when I was a kid, and mean old men would shake their fists, yelling out the door for me to get off the grass.
It's not like I only do it to religious salesmen. When phone sales people, poll takers, and politicians call, I scream and curse at them. When bums come up to the car and beg for money I... well I don't scream at them. I just roll up the window and pretend I don't see them. I figure if I ignore them they'll go away quietly. They usually do, unlike the religion ladies who harrumphed and cackled as they waddled towards the front gate.
Okay, I have got a lot of comments saying I should put up a sign. I am conflicted between which sign to put up. I like the first one, but the second one covers more than just the JH's. We do have crazy Mormons who come around too. (And if you don't think Mormons are crazy, watch this video South Park Mormon Episode )